
Bright skies ahead, despite the heavy downpour in the wee hours. I savored the crisp morning breeze as our tuktuk, driven by a local named Wimala, dashed towards the bus terminal. I was afloat with an insane surge of energy, perhaps because I just sh...

"Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family." ~ Anthony BrandtIt ended sooner than expected. Then again, who's really counting the days? Not us (but that counter on my sidebar is). And I bet my stenchy goat leather wallet from...

I've lost that adventure feeling on a multitude of occasions during our round-the-world trip. It mostly occurred when we're shacked somewhere for a significant period of time. Especially in the course of winter. Such is the case whilst we were couchs...

A map in one hand, and a red balloon in the other. I led the way. Hubby lumbered by my side with our daughter in his arms. The stroll from Parque Kennedy where we had lunch (and snatched that free balloon) at some pollo a la brasa resto took twenty m...

If your adrenaline junkie soul reckons museum ambling is a bore, this one might spark your interest for it could literally keep you on your toes. Spread across an area of more than seven hectares, with multiple exhibition halls, National Museum of An...

This seriously made my eyes well up. Couchsurfing.org's latest video (view previous videos here) focuses on a rarer breed of couchsurfers: The couchsurfing families. I drowned in the abyss of mushiness after listening to the sentiments of our spiritu...

I briefly caught a glimpse of Christ The Redeemer, action figure sized, atop Corcovado mountain as our cab (which we snagged from the airport) careened through Brazil's hectic streets. Hubby and I sat quietly, baffled, still wondering how we got busi...